The Unraveling - It Spreads

His vision was swimming, his rear legs still burned with the pain of pins and needles lancing through his limbs. His cover seemed to save him from the oncoming slaughter, but was he really just going to stand here and bark? Would it help save him in the end with the rampage this creature was on?

He took another mouthful of alcohol from the small barrel he had made for when he couldn't take his big one with him. If only there was a way to strike a flame... but that was silly. They were surrounded by ice, sharp ice that was raining down on them from the ceiling overhead.

Gem getting her face ripped open was the final straw, but the arrival of Artorias only bolstered the boy. He pushed off from the rock with a wince and a grimace, bright lights dancing across his vision. It's guts were hanging out, that had to be a good sign right?

Invertedly weaving in his approach (why were his rear toes so numb?) He joined those attacking the open and oozing wound. "If it looks like it's gonna fall get ready ter run..." Could he run? Maybe he could slide across the ice instead.

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